Spirit of the Phoenix:

36 hours when the anti-theft rate is 70%, buy enough to refresh and try Pei Ansu always lowered his head and never spoke.

When the little prince saw this, he also stopped talking, and the two fell into a strange silence.

Tai'an was anxious, and poked his head out of the "Saint Ancestors". Well, you little prince, before you leave, you have given me thousands of warnings, but you have ignored them all.

"The choice of life and death, how can you not give her some confidence? She is not a girl who grew up in the palace, she just wants to survive. She was loved by her parents since she was a child, and she is used to getting along with ordinary couples. She won't accept benefits without feelings." Tai'an lowered his voice and chattered endlessly, couldn't hold back for a while, stretched out his little hand and squeezed the little prince's chest hard.

The little prince was in pain, and the anger in his heart was lifted up by the two women one behind the other. He took a deep breath, but his face was still full of warmth and kindness.

"At the Peony Flower Banquet. You are wearing a crimson palace dress, and you have a goose-yellow peony flower in your high bun." He tried hard to recall what Tai'an told him, and forced himself to follow her words. Every word recalls the past.

"After the Taifu promised to marry, I will never look forward to your big marriage." The little prince considered every word, looking at Pei Ansu's expression, "You are well-known, and you are the Taifu's beloved daughter. I also promised to the Taifu personally that I will treat you wholeheartedly and honestly."

When he said this, he paused slightly. Pei Ansu was a little impatient, her brows raised slightly as if moved, and she gradually raised her head.

"His Royal Highness is unparalleled, and the posture of a slave willow, I am afraid that there will be a match." She said cheerfully.

This trick uses retreat as an advance. Tai'an praised in his heart, and felt a sense of sympathy for each other. She got into trouble when she was young, and she always loved to demote herself to nothing, and then took advantage of the guilt of others to make her demands as a matter of course.

Well, but Pei Ansu's morality is still low, and he is a little restless, Tai'an thought.

Sure enough, before the prince finished his sentence, Pei Ansu couldn't hold back his temper and continued, "Although peonies are beautiful, they are flowers and plants after all. Plants are ruthless, and can be toppled by the wind. I am a slave, so why don't you do it yourself?" Choosing a name, I think it will make a good story?"

Tsk tsk, Tai'an raised his eyebrows.

Grass and trees are ruthless, but two grasses are still of one mind. This is Zhuo Wenjun's "Nagato Fu".

Pei Ansu is not very young, but she is quite ambitious. I want to be a queen, but I don't want to be Gillian.

This is life hanging by a thread, and I still don't forget to ask the little prince for benefits.

As a man, he never likes to be asked for favors, let alone the little prince is the future king. Tai'an looked optimistic, quietly waiting for the little prince's response.

The little prince's face remained calm, his fists were slowly clenched under his sleeves, and after a long while, he drew out the yellow dagger from his waist.

What's going on? Tai'an was shocked. Even if the words are not speculative, it is not enough to reach out and stab someone.

"Calm down, calm down, you!" She poked her head out of "The Precepts of the Ancestors" again, and grabbed his chest hard.

The little prince was so angry that his teeth itch, but he could only hold back, and secretly scolded Tai'an thousands of times in his heart.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and lightly stroked the thin blade of Qu Huang's dagger, and a drop of blood dripped from his thumb, which dripped onto the bluestone board in front of the mourning hall.

"Haiyue can lean, and promises are unwavering. Since I believe it is you, I will live up to it in this life." Standing in front of the black curtain, the little prince said word by word.

And Tai'an, who was hiding in his arms, also clearly heard the promise he made in front of the white candle and black coffin at this moment.

Less than one month after the Taifu's burial, Pei Laoshu, the mistress of the Pei family, committed suicide.

Zhongshu ordered Pei Junzhi to suddenly attack him in the court hall, pointing out that on the day the crown prince asked for condolence, he had misconducted words and deeds in Pei's family and disrespected the grand tutor before the mourning hall.

The words "the crown prince loses his morals", together with the cause of Taifu Peixian's blood splashing Jinluan's suicide, were brought up again. Above the court hall, Grand Sima Chen Keling stood still, Qingliu and the party Wu pressed down on their knees for half of the hall, just like the boundary between Chu and Han.

The emperor was at a loss, and asked Da Sima for help for a while, and excused himself for having a splitting headache and being unable to make a decision.

Prince Lu Rui has not yet married and took office, so he is not allowed to participate in politics, nor has the ability to defend himself above the court.

The matter of impeachment is getting worse and worse, and it seems to be a foregone conclusion.

However, the reversal of the situation was only an instant.

Pei Ansu, the youngest daughter of the crown prince and Taifu Pei Xianzhi, knelt down and beat the Dengwen drum at the gate of the palace.

Like a trap, so you have to guard against it.

The little prince did everything he could, and stood outside the palace gate and shouted: "Who is asking for help? Quickly report your name?"

In the hall, Mrs. Yang didn't answer his question, he stood outside the hall and stopped, but he heard Yingying's melodious singing intermittently, it was really ecstasy.

After he was stunned for a few seconds, he gradually realized that Yang Shijiao's panting cry did not come from pain, but because she was enjoying the joy of fish and water with people in Wushan Yunyu in the palace at this time, so she made such a blushing cry sound!

Shameless! The little prince recalled the phrase "Your Highness does not want it" just now, and his face flushed with anger.

He didn't want the Grand Tutor to come here to be stained by this obscenity, and he didn't want Yang to use his "Nurse" name to have an affair with someone to ruin his reputation, so he couldn't help killing him suddenly.

The little prince is thirteen years old and weak, but he is superior in his thoughtfulness and courage. Once the murderous intention started, he no longer hesitated.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, he was dressed in ordinary clothes, with a nine-ring belt on his waist and a golden crown on his head. It was too long and messy to be conducive to murder. The little prince took a deep breath, and slowly took off his ribboned gown, leaving only a frosty white close-fitting robe.

The little yellow dagger that was untied from his waist was firmly held by the little prince at this time, and he stepped into the back hall of Lingyan Pavilion with the wide open door like a night cat. .

In the quiet hall, the little prince held his breath to listen closely, and vaguely heard Yang's obscenity/Mi You ambiguously calling "Your Highness", his blood surged up instantly, and his face flushed.

If there is an unknown palace attendant who hears it, I am afraid that the ugly rumor will be known to the whole city the next day.

The little prince didn't have time to think about why the Yang family appeared in Lingyan Pavilion at such a time, but raised the Quhuang short sword in his hand high.

He has the blood of the ancestors flowing in his bones, so he can't bear such a shame and humiliation any longer. He has already made full preparations tonight, and he is bound to take the humble life of that Yang family.

But when the little prince condensed his anger and determination, and stepped into the apse of Lingyan Pavilion aggressively, he suddenly found that there was no one in the hall.

No, it's not empty.

It's just that it's not the person the little prince expected.

Behind the red vines all over the wall is a desk that he is all too familiar with.

After the desk, sat a person he was very familiar with.

It's not Yang, nor is it an adulterer.

It's the prince Taifu, from Pei County.

The Tai Tu stood up calmly like the little prince had seen countless times in the past four years.

The same kind eyebrows and kind eyes, the same calmness.

As if the Yingying Jiaoti who was still lingering in Lingyan Pavilion last second never existed.

In just a split second, the little prince's heart turned a thousand times, and countless thoughts exploded in his mind, like thunder on the ground.

Why is the palace so calm, as if nothing had happened? Was it because his food at the banquet was tampered with, so he had hallucinations? Or is it that the Taifu who treats him as a teacher and a friend and even does not hesitate to marry him as a daughter-in-law, in fact, collaborates with Queen Hua Shan and Chief Sima Chen Keling, and chooses to harm him today?

In the blink of an eye, the little prince suppressed the flood of doubts and shocks, quickly adjusted his mood, bowed down respectfully, without revealing the slightest clue, just made up his mind in his heart, regardless of the truth tonight No matter what, you can't stay here for long.

Seeing the little prince, the Taifu looked him up and down, showing a look of surprise: "Why are you dressed like this? Where are your clothes?"

Only then did the little prince realize that when he was about to kill the **** with his blood, he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to move, so he took off the ribbon and smoked clothes on his body, took off the nine-ring belt around his waist, and put a golden crown on his head. .

At this time, he was barefoot and disheveled. He was wearing a frosty white inner shirt and robe, but he still held a cold yellow dagger tightly in his hand.

Rao is that no matter how clever and clever the little prince is on weekdays, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation to explain it for a while.

His tongue-tied appearance fell into Taifu's eyes without missing a beat.

Teacher was silent for a moment, then smiled at him again, and waved nonchalantly: "Come on, you and my son-in-law, let's have a drink against the moon."

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor withstood the heavy pressure and discussed with the Taifu about the next marriage for the little prince.

Hui Zhilan, the future crown princess, is very charming, and she is two years older than him. It's not someone else, but Taifu Pei's youngest daughter, the jewel in the palm of her hand at the age of forty, loved as if she were a treasure.

Taifu's willingness to marry his youngest daughter to him whose foundation is not stable is already the greatest support and affirmation for the little prince.

The wedding date is set at the end of the year. After the wedding, he can build a mansion, raise troops and raise soldiers. Only then can he truly escape the square cage drawn by Queen Chen in the palace city.

The little prince is looking forward to the day of his marriage.

But also extremely terrified, every day and night before he got married.

Since the marriage was settled, he has become more and more regarded as a son-in-law in front of the Taifu, and he has become closer and talked a lot in addition to being respectful.

But at this time, under the bright moonlight, the prince and Taifu sat opposite each other in front of the desk, but they were both silent, each full of worries and doubts that could not be expressed.

The Taifu wondered why the prince was disheveled and looked panic-stricken, but the prince wondered whether everything tonight was a trap.

Three glasses of sweet-scented osmanthus wine fell down, and the little prince couldn't wait to get up and leave.

Teacher Shi Shiran bid farewell, but after the little prince turned and left, he quickly lowered his voice and said to the little palace attendant beside him: "Let's follow the prince, don't let him notice you."

The little prince shook his head lightly: "It's delicious. It's just that I've been vegetarian for a long time, and I can't swallow it."

Tai'an is ignorant, but he also knows that he is not just talking about a piece of meat in his mouth.

In the past few years, although there was a prince in the East Palace, it was useless. The servant in the East Palace only recognizes the Taifu but not the Crown Prince. Even if he really married Miss Pei's family that day, he might not be very different from the current Holy Majesty.

They are all puppets held by others.

But within one night, the little prince had three hundred guards in his hands.

"It's easy for me to eat a bowl of spare ribs today. How can I afford to feed three hundred mouths in the future?" The little prince frowned and sighed softly, then stared at Tai'an again with a very serious expression: "Tai'an, all the monsters and elves around here know some spells, and they can turn stones into gold and turn decay into magic. You are only a ghost of thirty years, not to mention that the city was rich and rich, so why didn't you think about where to bury it in the palace?" How about some gold and silver treasures, so you can take them out and spend them now?"

Tai'an choked, feeling a little guilty when he was told by the little prince, as if this useless paper ghost really dragged him down.

Her joy disappeared in an instant, and her back shrugged. She couldn't even arouse the braised pork ribs in front of her eyes. The dragon chair...drilled in and hollowed out? Or...I slipped out at night..."

"Fool." The little prince's voice was obviously playful, and it was rare to reveal the livelyness of a young man. He got down on his knees and looked directly at her who was downcast: "You're kidding. With your small body, it's hard to last the whole night. Besides, there will be more and more customers in the East Palace in the future. How can you move Jinshanyinshan? "

His ambition and goal are clearly revealed, and he has no longer concealed it in front of Tai'an.

Taian raised his head in a daze: "What about the money?"

The little prince smiled without saying a word, and looked in the direction of Suzaku Gate.

When it was time to light the lamps, General Li came in person, brought a small nanmu box, and brought back the little servant who had been ordered by the prince to pass the message to Pei's house.

"Princess concubine enters the palace from Suzaku gate," the servant lowered his head, "Winter clothes and summer shirts are all in the box, all are prepared by the crown concubine for His Royal Highness."

The waiter paused for a moment, and said with a deep meaning: "The second young lady of the Jinzhong Qin family is on good terms with the princess and concubine. She is also very good at Jin embroidery, and her embroidery is superb. The lady specially asked the minister to take a closer look at the box." Of the summer shirts in the book, you may guess which one was sewn by the Crown Princess herself, and which one was written by Miss Qin Er?"

The unique flavor of life between children is sweet to the ears and sweet to the heart.

The crown prince nodded with a smile, and praised the little servant: "The errand was done well."

The waiter was clever, and immediately knelt down to salute: "I would like to saddle up for Your Highness, and please give me your name."

The prince's eyes were deep, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Sha Yuan."

Tai'an froze, silently recited the name "Shayuan" that the little prince had given to the servant several times.

Yu Wentai, a general of the former dynasty, led 10,000 generals in ambush among the reeds to lure the enemy, and defeated the 200,000 troops of the Western Wei Dynasty.

It is a battle, known as the "Battle of Shayuan" in the world.

East Palace, only three hundred guards are here today.

The little prince has already pointed his sword at the battle of Shayuan, where the weak defeated the strong and came from behind.

Tai'an's heart was agitated, and he realized his blazing determination. For some reason, she just believed in him unreservedly, and there would be a day when she would get what she wanted.

The servant Sha Yuan thanked the prince, stood up and stood aside. The little prince stepped forward and opened the small nanmu box with his own hands. I saw dozens of inner shirts, ranging from light and thin to warm and thick, all packed in a box.

The little prince picked up the top one, and it was extremely heavy. The little prince's frown was loosened, and he shook it off slightly, but the cotton and linen underwear made a rustling sound.

Tai'an was still doubtful, but the little prince didn't hesitate anymore, he clenched his sleeves tightly with both hands and violently tore off the cotton inner shirt.

The sound of ding dong came, like the sound of gold and silver colliding.

Tai An leaned closer to the little prince's neckline and looked down, only to find pieces of bright yellow gold leaves tightly embroidered on the lining of the inner shirt, covering most of the clothes.

A box of clothes, one piece at a time.

It is the gold and silver sent by the Qin family, and it is also the certificate of honor handed over by the Qin family.

Solved the little prince's urgent need to burn coal, and also waited for the little prince's answer.

The little prince looked slightly relaxed, and turned his head to tell Sha Yuan: "Return to the princess, Miss Qin Er is very good at embroidery, I really like it."

He paused, and added: "Father feels sorry for Baolin. Although life and death will never meet again, funeral rites should be followed."

"Second Miss Qin please rest assured." The little prince said lightly.

Death and life will never meet again, and the Qin family's desire to see Baolin's body is broken.

The funeral ceremony is a guarantee from the little prince to the Qin family. Even if the emperor wants to protect his own face, he will not announce the truth of Baolin's death to the public. Big burial to show grace.

During the more than 20 years that Da Sima has dominated the government, Da Yan Guozuo has been stable and there has been no war. The guards of the Imperial Army have high benefits and good pay, and there is no need to fight in peaceful times. Many children from aristocratic families have cut their heads to become guards of the Imperial Army, just to eat the easy and generous official salary of this job.